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TEST DRIVE MEME #3

TEST DRIVE MEME #3

Welcome to the TDM for Expiation, a pan-fandom adventure game with fantasy, science fiction, and some horror elements. We ask that top-level comments are reserved for new characters and players looking to experience a taste of the world and overarching storyline. Characters already in the game, however, are free to use TDM prompts in their own catch-alls and logs. Feel free to submit any TDM / prompt-related questions to the corresponding comment below.

New players / characters looking to app are free to use TDM threads as samples in their application. Preexisting players / characters may use TDM threads as part of their AC proofs (with the stated limitations).

You may find the below links helpful in getting to know themes of the world, locations, the people, and so on.

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IT'S THAT TIME AGAIN...

BRAVE NEW WORLD (ARRIVALS)

     

After receiving the paper with your sentence, the whole world quickly becomes dark and you find yourself falling through what seems to be an infinite void. You lose track of time after a while, but as soon as your focus seems to waver, your vision clears and you find yourself resting rather unceremoniously in a pile of seeds used for chicken feed.

Once you make your way out of the grain silo (and we of the moderator team wish you good luck in finding a fun way out of it), you may find that several other people have been dropped into the world just like you have. Some are disoriented, others are panicked, and others yet are simply angry about being brought somewhere against their will. Amidst the chaos of new arrivals to the world of Expiation, the newcomers will find that there are some people in the crowd who seem a little more familiar with what’s going on.

These people will tell you that you find yourself in a strange new world, and that it’s best to make your way to a nearby town called Aldrip to get settled down there. It’s a few hours by foot away from this area, but it’s the only place in the nearby area that can accommodate newcomers like you.






WE LIKE TO PARTY (WE LIKE, WE LIKE TO PARTY)

     

Recently, many Chosen have emerged victorious from a hard-fought battle, taking out a gargantuan creature that threatened to suck the energy from the whole area surrounding Aldrip if it had not been stopped. Such efforts do not go unrecognised, and in the aftermath, the locals all decided to band together to celebrate their saviours’ heroics. Nothing less than a village-wide party and parade would be fitting for such an occasion.

This is an undertaking that will likely take a significant amount of effort. While the locals wanted to make this into a surprise, many of them lack skills to put the thing together properly. Chosen who want to get involved in the preparation process can put their organisation and culinary skills to the test to create fixtures and food for the event. Better yet, your efforts over the past months have improved supply routes into Aldrip, meaning that the food shortage has passed, and you’ll have just about anything your heart desires for the occasion.

Alternatively, you can choose to enjoy the spoils of your efforts! Once the day of the party arrives, Aldrip will erupt into a full-scale celebration, and all Chosen are encouraged to party as hard as possible. Good food, good drinks and good times will be in no short supply for the occasion. Additionally, those who took to the front lines in the previous event will be revered as heroes and likely spoiled rotten.



 

THIS IS HOW YOU GET ANTS

PLEASE PARTY RESPONSIBLY

     

It’s no understatement to say that some of the Chosen like to party hard- and that’s quite alright! A few days ago, the people of Aldrip had already set aside a few rooms in the inn to act as an infirmary for those who had been injured during the battle with the Branded. It took little effort for them to expand this project into a full medical wing for those who would undoubtedly be acting irresponsibly during the festivities.

It’s up to you to decide what circumstances brought you here. Perhaps you were injured in the previous battle, and have been stuck in bed as you recover from your wounds. Maybe you had just a little too much to drink, and you decided to come by while you collect yourself. Regardless of what your reason for being there may be, the people of Aldrip have guaranteed that you will receive the best of care.

With that said, the place is terminally understaffed. Aldrip’s locals will certainly appreciate any assistance they can get- even if your character might not have the best training or bedside manner. Medicine can’t be that hard- what’s the worst that can happen?






MR. MAGNIFI'S MAGNIFICENT MIXTURES

     

Once word of the upcoming celebration spread, several individuals from outside town came in to offer their services or goods in Aldrip. One such individual came into town riding on a rickety cart with the words “Miraculous Magnifi’s Medicine! Guaranteed to heal what ails ye!” emblazoned in gold on its side. The thing smells a bit off, with a strong chemical scent coming from the back, but the moustachioed man who emerges from the back assures you that all of his “mixes are made with meticulous ministrations!”

Those who buy and consume the potion might find themselves feeling strange over the next few days as symptoms emerge. Some people wake up to find that their hair has taken on a rainbow of colours during the night, that rats cuddle up to them for no reason, or that their irises have been replaced with strange spiral shapes. Feel free to come up with inventive but harmless side effects for the miracle elixir- it’s meant for some good fun.

They’re strange symptoms for sure, and certainly not the advertised cure-all. However, Magnifi is already gone by the next dawn, meaning that no one can get a refund. Thankfully, the symptoms will go away after a few days, but the chaos that ensues in the meanwhile will certainly make for some fun stories.



 

IT'S NOT OVER

♪♫ LET IT GROW ♫♪ ► (FUTURE EVENT TIE-IN)

     

The party celebrating the dread beast’s defeat can be heard from miles outside of Aldrip, but the situation is not quite yet resolved. Much of the once-lush forest outside of Aldrip had its life force absorbed from it, leaving little more than profaned ground and an overwhelming scent of rot. Worse yet, there are reports that some of the beast’s severed golden tendrils have taken on a life of their own, creating snake-monsters that threaten the local wildlife.

However, the monsters are not the only new arrivals in Pessiria Forest. Those who go to investigate the area will find that fairy-like creatures have gathered in the profaned land and are trying their best to help bring the area back to its former glory. At first, they seem to keep their distance or ignore you entirely, but after determining that you mean well, they inform you that they can temporarily bless the Chosen with the power to make full-sized plants burst forth from the seeds they plant into the ground.

It’s still going to be hard work. Even with the power to bring plants to life, planting seeds in the miles of dead forest will likely take a very long time. Still, these strange fairies could use the help, and tough jobs can be better if you bring a little help from your own friends. (Or enemies. No one’s going to judge you for who you bring.)






WHAT'S THAT MYSTERIOUS LAUGHING SOUND?

     

The process of regrowing the devastated part of Pessiria forest is well underway, but the process does not go entirely smoothly. Partway through the process, locals start to report that they can hear a strange girl laughing in the forest in the middle of the night, but no one seems able to track down its source. Curious Chosen can patrol around the forest at night to try and figure out the mystery.

Those who are particularly sharp-eyed might see a faint spectre of a little girl wearing a straw hat dancing about, but she never seems to stay in sight for more than a few seconds. One blink is all it takes for her to vanish.

You probably won’t be able to catch this strange spectre, but it’s become something of a game among the villagers to go looking for her anyways. Some say that seeing her is a sign of good luck, and wave to her before she disappears. Others say that if you see her while holding hands, it will bless you with a lifetime of good love. Almost all of these assertions are probably nonsense- but what will you do about it?



likethestars: (11)

[personal profile] likethestars 2023-06-08 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Yuja had meant to return to town and see if there was anything there, but to procure their meal from the wilds is more appealing. ]

Ah and me without my rod. [ She sighs. ]

Well, we can take a look, won't hurt.
rebellions: (dramatic crossed-armed staring)

[personal profile] rebellions 2023-06-08 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Clearly unconvinced, Ragna scoffs, crossing his arms on his chest. As is usually the case with him, he seems to manage to find offense in the most innocuous things. ]

Are you stupid? There's no freaking way I'd put anything I got from some rando in my mouth.

[ Which he's already done, technically speaking, during the whole party thing, but hey. Nobody's perfect. Besides, it's not like he's actually in any danger of getting poisoned, since he's not affected by this kind of stuff; it's more that he's being a stubborn oaf about accepting anything, period. ]
kiseijuu: 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚 (— 𝟐𝟖𝟏)

(cw: not exactly fourth-walling unless you squint, look ma I'm from a horror canon)

[personal profile] kiseijuu 2023-06-08 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
( That gives Shinichi a noticeable pause, something freshly uncomfortable slithering around his gut. It's.... true that his situation is something that anyone would consider bizarre, very much in the realm of something that people would think of as fiction, and that's not a fact that Shinichi's had much time to really process. He's not a normal human anymore, he's— Something Else now. Something that might be in a sci-fi, or a horror....

But those deeper upsetting thoughts are (mercifully? or is this actually worse) cut off by Rex's next comment, and Shinichi's sputtering loudly—
)

He's never kissed anyone before in any way!

( What's with this guy???? Shinichi Izumi has aged ten years in the course of this interaction. )

It isn't reliable? That's problematic.

( Migi considers this thoughtfully for a moment. He'd gotten a lot of information from Shinichi's textbooks and various other reading material before moving to the World Wide Web. He'll have to do some more research — although in this place.... that might prove to be an issue. It doesn't appear to have much modern technology.

That can come later, though. For now.... the alien is peering very closely at this mysterious person, golden eye gleaming. He's made his own observations but clearly there's much more to learn. The man seems talkative; maybe he'll reveal it openly? Being Migi, he's going to just forthright ask.
)

What exactly can you do?

( Shinichi's eyes cut down to his horrible curious hand, narrowing a little. Migi, you can't just ask people about their superpowers... This guy could freak out and try to kill us or something. )
Edited 2023-06-08 22:54 (UTC)
kiseijuu: 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚 (— 𝟎𝟎𝟕)

[personal profile] kiseijuu 2023-06-08 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
( Shinichi's eyes widen a little, and then he's giving a soft exhale, a quiet sadness. 'You miss being there.' Hearing it voiced out loud so directly makes his heart ache, and he's giving a nod. He's never been one who can hide his emotions easily, and the upset shows right there on his face, brows furrowed, mouth tugged downwards in a frown, features downcast. )

Yeah.... I miss my.... home. ( He can't put it into more specific words, can't say things like friends or family. It's an ache he just can't let himself dip too far into, and even now he's trying to recover, glancing back up at the girl as another stream of fireworks cascades down. )

Has it... happened to you before? Finding yourself in a different world?

( It sure sounds like it might have, with the way she words things. )


( ooc ) Hello!! I couldn't resist throwing another nervous young person with something weird attached to them at your girl hahaha! I knew Migi would absolutely be So Curious by her.... And I'm in the same boat of not being done with at Deer, but running super-slow there as I tackle some other things! (I'm really sorry to hear that, argh. I hope things will ease up your way ♥)
eightfoldfiend: (I know a murder when I see one)

[personal profile] eightfoldfiend 2023-06-08 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Surprised?

[Yuber smirks unpleasantly.]

No, I'm not. And I'm glad I'm not as coarse or vulgar as humans are.

[For thousands of years now he's slain people on the battlefield, basked in the bloodshed, set fire to towns, and summoned monsters to march on human armies. As far as humans are concerned he knows he's a monster, but he's always thought of himself as pure. There is a purity to chaos. He is what he is.

His mismatched eyes dart back to Shinichi's hand.]


What are you?

himbomb: (42)

[personal profile] himbomb 2023-06-08 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[That's right.

There is a change that comes with the acquisition of new abilities, including things like things like power, confidence, or even a fresh perspective on life. Rex has been through it all, going from an unloved nobody to someone who could supposedly "save the world" all with the flick of a wrist.

The ending of that time, of that chapter, had just been so damn unfortunate.
]

You sure do ask a lot of questions, pal.

[Now, in the company of his friends and teammates, he'd be more likely to let loose and recklessly throw himself into a dangerous situation, but being alone in what now feels like the whole universe is enough to shake things up a bit.

The fight with that thing and all of other Machine Head's hired hands was a grim reminder of the fact that no matter what monstrosities Rex has seen and faced, there will always be worse lurking about in the farthest recesses of the interdimensional void, and he's glad to have never met them.

So surprisingly, he'll keep his cards close to his chest- For now.
]

Ever get the kinda answer you wish you'd never heard?

Your, aah, string bean of a meat puppet doesn't look like he's got a very strong stomach.

[also... a huge part of him is loving the attention, the little shit]

You two don't seem like you're all that heat resistant, either.
fatalism: (i need you like a heart needs a beat)

[personal profile] fatalism 2023-06-08 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he hates touching dazai, that is true now, but fyodor is first and foremost a tactician. he weighed the risk of touching versus not and took a risk, but even if the kiss is soft and chaste it also lacks everything. it's not a lie nor a deception, but a mimicry of what he estimates a kiss to be like after having observed it in others. it's neither kind nor unkind, warm nor cold. it is perfunctury, and inexperienced; offering while at the same time making no promises.

fyodor breaks off first, tries to spot the lie in a passing moment that he spotted genuine surprise in dazai's skin. ]


Not lovers then. [ not just allies, friends? or whatever passes for friendship between people like them? no. simply an agreement? ]
galianbeast: (06)

[personal profile] galianbeast 2023-06-08 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
No, [he says, answering the second question with a flat denial. the first makes him hesitate, gaze drifting away into the trees. how to explain in a way that this man who throws friend around like it means nothing will understand. a partnership of convenience for the purpose of seeking revenge that became, over time, a camaraderie maintained in infrequent chance encounters—is that friendship? not quite, he thinks. the title implies a connection that can be called upon; someone you miss when they're gone. not someone who goes to ground for years at a time, that can't be reached because he doesn't have a phone

nor someone that keeps you always at arm's length because he fears what he may become

eventually, he settles on an explanation he thinks a SOLDIER will resonate with
]

We fought together. Many times.
nullificates: (z25)

[personal profile] nullificates 2023-06-08 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
(he senses it on his lips. it's not genuine on both parts. dazai wishes to give him a kiss that is as telling as it could replace any words between them, but not at the expense of scarying fyodor away from him in his inexperience. also pressed against him isn't particularly real, he's sure this is not the taste of a kiss fyodor truly wants, after all. inexperience matters little, but he knows too much - too much about this, too.

not lovers, but not due to their lack of trying. dazai turned down advances, simply due to the nature of their roots - fixing, rather than discovering. fyodor too, later, denied it.

the punctuation of that, while fyodor has no context for it, makes dazai roll his eyes quite dramatically before pulling the man closer by the waist. a kiss - a real one, at least, should be given before that is so punctually decided.)
fatalism: (we're ready for a change)

[personal profile] fatalism 2023-06-08 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Then let's toast to our well-being, and long-lasting friendship, til death do we part.

[ the soft hold on gogol's hand shifts, helping him tilt the liquid into fyodor's mouth. he swallows, making sure that he spills the potion against the other's lips. it feels like a vow, a promise.

but as the pungent liquid hits his tongue and slides down his throat, fyodor is visibly disappointed that this feels like having a poorly brewed cup of tea.]
megatheorem: (052)

[personal profile] megatheorem 2023-06-08 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Palamedes tuts, dropping his hand back down to fiddling with the leaf he's picked off the plant. What a shame, that this Viktor fellow has integrity... No, it's quite good and funny that he understood the nerdy academic joke enough to follow it up, color Palamedes impressed. Is the bar low for intellectual humor? Absolutely not, it's sky-high.]

You'd be surprised. Or maybe you wouldn't— [A slight cant of his head as he gives Viktor a scrutinizing-but-amicably look,] I get the strange feeling you've read your fair share of warring footnotes.

[Academics, biased? At each other?? Never!]

That said, sure, I'll accept those terms: Treason. [brightly! woo!!] It's a stretch, but I'll give them that.
fatalism: (and I wouldn't marry me either)

[personal profile] fatalism 2023-06-09 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ there is a surprised sound that escapes the russian ability-user as he's pulled closer; dazai is stronger, for sure, and he winces feeling the pull of his shoulder—the stitches hold the gunshot wound, it's fine; he can mask it, he can hide the weakness as he presses closer by the force of gravity.

he freezes, not in fear or disgust. fyodor uses one palm to steady himself, keep them from toppling over the edge of the bridge and into the water. what is he supposed to do? harsh biting cold, deprivation, denial, the edge of a knife and weight of a gun: the things he knows intimately.

this he does not know. ]
galianbeast: (05)

[personal profile] galianbeast 2023-06-09 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
[alas, vincent does not leave it at that. instead he cants his head, eerie red eyes searching cloud's face for answers that simply aren't there—between the two of them he might be the more emotive, but even so cloud has a way of walling himself off when he doesn't want to talk. only two of their party ever had any success breaking through. vincent isn't one of them

giving up the search, vincent chooses his words carefully. like he's picking his way up precarious scree and might fall at any moment
]

... would one of those things be memory loss?
nullificates: (q9)

[personal profile] nullificates 2023-06-09 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
(not at all a surprise to see fyodor frozen as such. even if he had done this before, if he had found the time, fyodor is a man of discipline, of methodical action - kissing, or thinking to be kissed, doesn't make the list of things he puts on his back as responsibilities or pleasures of him. it involves someone else, after all, and that part is also a difference they face. the distant and the close, the warm and cold, the embracing dark and the breaking one.

there's no forceful touch. the wrapped arm is loose, the kiss slow, albeit less controlled than the other. exploratory, one would say. if he didn't have control of his heart, it'd be audible to hear.)
fatalism: (hope is a four letter word)

[personal profile] fatalism 2023-06-09 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
I wonder what else I've told you that escapes my memory. [ a heavy admission of discomfort weighing in those words, he's not used to being on the other end of knowing. he knows always more by virtue of both network and intellect and inferring from actions. mind reading in a way.

he allows his hand to remain tucked at chuuya's nape. it's uncharacteristically gentle for a man who has so much blood on his hands, who can kill by touch but chuuya seems utterly unafraid of the possibility and he almost, almost wants to shatter that trust. it's force of habit, he's not a kind person. a punishment for allowing fyodor to stand so close.

however, he does not and presses his fingers lightly against his scalp. he wants control of this being, yes but without bram's ability it isn't possible here. ]
Are you sure you want to go home?
ticket218: (★ 33)

[personal profile] ticket218 2023-06-09 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ Despite himself, he tenses away from the hand like a spooked animal. Recovers quickly enough, though, it was a pebble in the road or something. ]

I can keep walking, thank you. I just wanted to know there's somewhere with a roof waiting for us.
fatalism: (wherever it takes me)

[personal profile] fatalism 2023-06-09 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ his free hand involuntarily lifts to rest beneath dazai's jaw, crime and punishment crackling along the surface but not activated. there is no consciousness to this progression, he's not actively urging his ability forward, it seems to have reacted to the touch and the lack of balance it seeds within fyodor.

he lets himself be pulled in, as if drawn by the tide; lips parted as he lets dazai kiss him. its not like he knows what he's doing, still puzzled by dazai's decision to do this. is it mockery? taunt? no, it doesn't seem to be any of those. ]
galianbeast: (04)

[personal profile] galianbeast 2023-06-09 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
[for a long moment there isn't a sound, not even breath, save for the muted creak of leather as vincent tightens his grip on cerberus

thinking

the threat is clear; sephiroth is still set on his path of making a planet, apparently any planet, into his vessel to infest the stars with what remains of jenova. vincent won't pretend to understand what goes on in his head, why he's so set on this course, but as he watches sephiroth with narrowed eyes, he has an intuition that grows to, if not a certainty, then at least close enough to it to take a gamble.

if sephiroth were in possession of the black materia he would have used it already, he thinks. why bother making the threat to him of all people? a grudge born of the simple fact that vincent was there when he failed the first time?

the long moment breaks with a sound from vincent that might be a chuckle. it's a bitter, ragged thing from a throat that isn't used to mirth.
]

You're still stuck on that. [lifted eyebrows, a look that's almost pitying. one madman to another] How many times have you failed? How many more will it take before you accept this isn't what destiny has planned for you?

[how many times had he tried to fight it, disobey orders, find a way to free them all or just her from ruin before he'd failed the last time and climbed into that box?]
fatalism: (Default)

[personal profile] fatalism 2023-06-09 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
If a character were to purchase some of magnifi’s medicine for future use (harmless shenanigans) would that be acceptable? Or do the potions go bad/lose their effects after a few days if they're not ingested?
nullificates: (q17)

[personal profile] nullificates 2023-06-09 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
(he can't feel the ability, not when it can't reach him. none can. solitary, isn't it? fyodor has his own set of friends, and dazai mustn't ever feel them. a piece he can only observe, but never touch - much like everyone else.

fingers, long and slender, caress the man's cheek, thumb against the small of his back attempting to comfort. it's gentle, a silent way to tell him that it's fine as he steals fyodor's lips to himself.

the kiss ends with a peck, a smile, eyes too close to the other's in search of a response. it's not a taunt. it's an invitation.)
fatalism: (seek it out and ye shall find)

[personal profile] fatalism 2023-06-09 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ working out his hypothesis in parts does not take long; the premise is this: a kiss, given as a test, then returned with a layer of emotion and skill fyodor is himself unfamiliar with.

the meaning is a: unclear, b: lacks context, c: a trap. what can be surmised: it may be a product of his time here before, how or why is vague enough. and fyodor isn't stupid, so he skips past those implications because he certainly cannot see himself kissing another living being in this life or the next and instead settles on: ]


You're disappointed I don't remember.
nullificates: (q11)

[personal profile] nullificates 2023-06-09 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Disappointed? No, it's not your fault. Perhaps... Oh, it hardly matters, does it?

(part of him is thankful. he did turn down fyodor, which made his life harder a little later. this time, perhaps, it's a little interesting, having so much knowledge about fyodor he has hardly even accessed yet.

a last gentle kiss before he goes back to looking at the sea. perhaps fyodor is not the only one who has to process these things, not that he leaves that as something obvious. instead, he just throws a rock at the water below.)


It seems a little deeper than we thought. Shall we swim, Fyfy?
fatalism: (i couldn't lie)

[personal profile] fatalism 2023-06-09 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
Not sure I agree with that assessment. [ a hand is pressed against his lips, unfortunately, he is going to remember this very clearly. from the sensation of a foreign mouth against his own, to the way he'd been drawn in closer, almost kindly. he doesn't know what to do with kind things, he's intended to destroy and punish, that's his purpose. he does not doubt it nor does he regret it, but—

another kiss silences him; ]
I don't like you. [ because, of course he has to say something sharp. ] And you should remember that in this world even your nullification abilities may falter if the rules are different. [ meaning: he doesn't want to accidentally kill dazai.

and that perhaps negates the prior statement entirely.

but, the smile sharpens at the proposal for a swim. fyodor's arm comes around dazai's waist. oh, dear. ]
We shall.

[ headfirst the two of them over the bridge and into the water. ]
darkdisgrace: (Y1Vem0b)

[personal profile] darkdisgrace 2023-06-09 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
Directly? Not a whole lot. [They'd talked about their feelings on various things, and certainly on what had happened, but it wasn't like he was the guy Fyodor debated with 24/7. That was Dazai. Chuuya can admit to himself that he isn't on their level, intellectually at least. He's smart, but not in the same manner as those two.

But indirectly?

Chuuya is a very perceptive man. He can read the meaning behind actions and words, and Fyodor's touch doesn't scare him. He doesn't pull away from the taller man, but instead leans a little closer. There's determination in his eyes, though it's tinged with a hint of grief.]


That ain't even a question. If I survive your little prison game, I'm heading straight back to Yokohama. My family needs me.

[The state of the mafia was unknown, beyond 'bad'. But even if it was the worst case scenario, even if there was only a handful of survivors... he had to find them.]
nullificates: (z66)

[personal profile] nullificates 2023-06-09 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
(it's fine that he puts that forward. so far, it has never faultered, even when he bled, even when he too could have been in trouble. if he had been taken like others had, he could have tortured, could have killed, and he would not have been this, well, okay, as much as he is able to be after so much stress.

if 'no longer human' falters, so does 'crime and punishment', something he has to bring forward, but his opportunity is lost the moment he feels himself falling. two very familiar feelings, the wind cutting his skin, his scalp light, and the heaviness of when he hits the water.

surface-reaching comes with a gasp.)


Ah, you truly do not like me. Must I swim away and drink about it? Leave you wet and cold as punishment?

(not mad actually)